I always wonder if kids got shortchanged on presents when their birthdays fell close to Christmas. Plus toys and sports equipment used to be more seasonal than they are today, making it hard to find, say, wiffle balls and bats in the dead of winter. Although one Christmas Santa brought us both new bikes when we were kids.

I wondered what the likelihood was for another person to come into this "room" today who would share your birth date. I googled, started reading, and then my eyes glazed over. Someone else will need to tell you!

Happy Birthday, Althouse! (It's also one of my best friends' birthdays, and my two-year "cariversary" of my beloved Honda Fit.)

And by the way, every birthday spent in Texas is a beautiful birthday (not that I'm biased or anything, LOL). It's too bad you weren't driving on this trip, or you could have gotten a belated birthday coffee on your way back up through Dallas.